118. Samantha was seated in the living room, a coffee in her hand as she worked on her laptop. Aiden has gone to work and even though she pleaded with him to allow her go to the office today, he refused, asking her to rest. Well, she still had some contracts to draft, and she didn’t want to bother James with a lot of work. He was doing more than enough already, and she wasn’t one to make herself look like a liability to anyone. She sighed and ran her tongue over her bottom lip. She heard footsteps descending down the stairs, and didn’t bother to look. No one needed to tell her it was Estella, coming for trouble as usual. Estella snickered when she saw that Samantha was not interested in having a conversation with her. “Good morning, sister. You didn’t even call me down for breakfast. And here you are having coffee without me. Isn’t that cruel?” Samantha rolled her eyes. Ever since Mia tried calling Estella down for breakfast and ended up getting insulted by her, Samantha had refu
117."You did what?" Samantha burst into a fit of laughter. "Are you being serious right now?"Mia sighed and massaged her forehead. "Have I ever looked this serious? I feel so embarrassed right now. I don't even know if I can face him after running away like that."Samantha chuckled. "But why would you run? It was just a simple question and Shawn is a nice guy.""I know. I panicked," she took in her bottom lip. "I was shocked. That question was totally unexpected. One minute we were making cook music, the next he asked me to be his girlfriend!" she raised her hands.Samantha leaned in closer. "Well, do you want to be his girlfriend?" she asked.Mia blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears. Shawn wasn't a bad person. Infact he was a guy any lady would be lucky to have as a boyfriend. And she couldn't denied she had liked him one way or another.Shawn was real and genuine. He loved music like she does, and was the best form of support. He was perfect and yes, she would love
116."Dad, you don't have to use extreme measures to get what you want. You and I know what Aiden and Samantha are capable of doing. The last thing you should want to do now is step on their toes." Bianca pleaded with her father, who was seated on the couch, a glass of red wine in his hand.She had been happy that her father had stopped locking himself in and trying to get business men to trick Samantha so they found dupe her of her money, but now he was about to make a risky decision, and as much as she hated to say it, she preferred him trying to dupe her to what her father was planning on doing right now.He swirled the contents and snickered as he looked up at Bianca, his expression determined. "Why are you scared? We have nothing to lose anymore." Bianca sighed and sat down. "We might have nothing to lose, but killing her won't solve anything. You would only end up getting arrested and jailed for life.""But she would be dead," he chuckled. "It would be a big win. Her death will
115. Linda, who had not heard from Samantha the whole day, called her line and it wasn't reachable got worried and decided to come visit Samantha at home. She rang the doorbell, awaiting response but she got none. A few minutes later, she hearts footsteps coming towards the door and when the door opened, the smile on her face disappeared at whom she saw. "Estella," she gritted her teeth. Estella was disappointed to see her as well. She had thought Aiden had returned home. She had no idea it was... She groaned and walked back inside. Linda walled into the house and closed the door behind her. Estella took a seat on the couch and crossed her legs while she ate popcorn and watched a movie. The sight alone was annoying to Linda, and she wasn't someone who could keep her mouth shut. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself, Estella?" she spoke up, her expression hardening. Estella turned to face her. "Excuse me?" "I asked a question," Linda frowned with her arms folded. "How can you be so
114. "It's a migraine," The doctor said, her gaze fixed on Samantha who sighed. Darcel facepalmed. "See? I told you it was due to the stress." The doctor scribbled on her notepad and handed Samantha a prescription. "You need to take some time off, ma'am. Your body can't handle the stress anymore. And don't forget to take your meds. They should help with the pain." Samantha nodded, her shoulders slumping. She looked at Darcel, "Looks like I'm not gonna be your good luck charm anymore." Darcel facepalmed. "I can't believe you're still making jokes when your health is like this. You've been stressing yourself out lately. It's time you rest before you body forces you to." Samantha sighed and nodded. "Thanks, Doc. Mara." she smiled and took the prescriptions from her. They were on their way out when Aiden rushed to them. He held Samantha immediately. "What happened? Darcel called to tell me she was taking you to the hospital." he said, his voice laced with worry. Samantha held his
113. Darcel smiled when Samantha dropped her off at home. She still couldn't believe that she was going to be part of her idol's art exhibition. And she felt she couldn't have done it without Samantha's help. She turned to face Samantha when they stopped in front of her door. "Please, don't leave yet. I need to do something quickly." Samantha raised an eyebrow. "What?" Darcel chuckled and pulled Samantha into the room. Samantha looked around with a smile. Darcel bit her lower lip. "Please, have a seat," she rubbed her palms together. "Can I take a picture of you? I... I just want to thank you for taking me to see your mother. I won't forget this day even in death." Samantha chuckled and shook her head. "It's nothing, really." Darcel smiled. "It meant a lot to me, yunno. Considering our relationship in the past," she said and Samantha laughed. Darcel chuckled before continuing. "So please allow me take a picture. I promise I won't take much of your time." Samantha shrugged. She